Listening to: 4 seasons of loneliness

I guess I learnt a valuable lesson today. A few, actually.
1) Be careful of what you say in the office
2) Be careful of who you say it to
3) Never hire incompetent temps
4) A seemingly innocent brainless twit can be a scheming little insect

The villain of today's story is a little bitch called Rebekah. She's young, "innocent", annoying in her little ways, slow in her work (but thorough), and vapid.

Now. she's the brainless and slow kind of girl who would take 20 minutes to retrieve a camera for you.
"rebekah I need the camera now. Forgot to bring it with me! Can you help me take it from Lisa's table?"
She goes off, comes back 20 mins later empty handed to say "I can't find it on Lisa's table". Lisa, overhearing this, calls Veronica, who tells us that the camera is with her.

Now, Veronica's desk is next to Lisa's. WHY didn't she just ask Ron when she can't find the camera? I mean, ok, maybe she didn't think about asking ron cos ron can be quite scary and unapproachable when annoyed. BUT.. why didn't she CALL me to ASK when she has my HANDPHONE number.. instead of wasting so much time and having to walk back to the office to get the cam (she took another 20 mins to do that btw) I mean comeon, does she like, move like a snail? i said it was URGENT. you don't freaking take 20 mins to walk 2 blocks..

And have I mentioned she's freaking stubborn? Ron and I needed her to pack 100 goodie bags in 2 days. She was doing some translation that wasn't very urgent. On the 2nd morning, I reminded her to pack the bags cos she didnt pack a single one. By afternoon, she was STILL doing the translation.

"Rebekah can you stop the translation and pack the bags, those are more urgent"
"Yea I'll pack it later"
"No.. rebekah, we really need this - they're coming to pick the bags up in 3 hours~!"
"Yea i'll do it after the translation"

I mean, HULLO WOMAN, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ENGLISH? WE NEED 100 BAGS in 3 HOURS?!

In the end, Ron and I had to help her pack while she sat next to her laptop with earphones plugged in.

Complaining to our manager is no use because our manager LOVES her. Says she's thorough, she's fantastic and the best temp we ever had. Yeah - best temp. Then how come none of us like her v much? We don't even lunch with her in case we get too annoyed and throw our food at her.

and TODAY, we all find out why the manager loves her so much.

Apparently, that little bitch has been relaying gossip to the boss. Whatever we say behind her (the boss') back, our complaints, our fustrations at work etc. SHE told my manager EVERYTHING. I mean, we're all normal people - when work piles, we complain, we gripe, we bitch.

but OH that little bitch! she's a FUCKING temp! how could she try and fuck everyone's worklife up like that?

Pray I don't see her on MSN people - she's going to get a hella swipe from me if I see her.